Li Zhaoxian's brows furrowed tightly, looking at Su Mo's painting that was about to be completed, he felt that his eyes were full of little stars. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

turned his head to look at Hua Long, but saw that they were all with dull eyes and slightly open mouths. Sure enough, none of them understood.

What the hell is this?

At this moment, Li Zhaoxian suddenly began to hate Hua Long. What kind of bullshit idea came up? One person paints and the other responds to poetry, and it is also specifically explained that it is not allowed to conform to what is seen at the moment.

Well, now that this unexpectedness came, it didn't stump Su Mo, but stumped himself first. I can't even see what people are drawing, so how can I reconcile them with poetry? Why did I get lost in my mind and listen to this bad idea of Hua Long?

Remorse, sincere remorse! Li Zhaoxian's mouth was full of bitterness, but he could only swallow it in his stomach.

So what exactly did Su Mo paint? Actually, Li Zhaoxian didn't feel wrong, Su Mo painted stars, or many, many stars.

The moon is a star, the sun is a star, and the earth beneath our feet is still a star. The sky is huge, and beyond it is infinite, and there are countless stars......

Yes, Su Mo's portrayal is a map of the space universe.

People of later generations are getting tired of watching this kind of picture from various film and television works. Even real space scenes can be exposed through some professional science and education films.

But at present, what about this ancient Ming time and space? Astrological phenomena definitely belong to the most mysterious knowledge. Once you talk about the sky, when you talk about the starlight in the sky, almost more than 90% of the people will be in awe and deduce all kinds of fantasy jokes.

Even if a very small number of people have begun to try to study the stars from a scientific point of view, at this time it is still limited to the distribution of the stars and the changes of each season. For the starry sky, they are also full of awe, knowing it but not knowing why.

In this context, Su Mo coldly took out such a painting, he was really bullying people. Moreover, it is still the kind of bullying that is in a big way.

Poor Li Zhaoxian and others, in the past, when they talked about painting, that is, mountains, stones, fish, birds, ladies, spring palaces or something, no matter how much they opened their brains, they couldn't think of going up to the space universe. What you don't know at all, what do you ask Li Dagongzi and others to imagine? How can they know it?

So, Li Zhaoxian was tragic.

"What the hell is this, do you see anything?" Li Zhaoxian forcibly suppressed his anger and asked in a cold whisper to Hualong and the others.

Hua Long's face was constipated, and he looked at the painting a few more times, and finally shook his head dejectedly, and said: "I'm ashamed, Long is foolish, it's really ......."

Li Zhaoxian only felt a stream of blood rushing to his head, thinking about the embarrassing scene he was about to face later, he almost had the urge to turn around and flee.

"You have a great idea! I don't care, how is it going to end now? You can solve your idea!" he glared at Hua Long with blood-red eyes, and roared almost like a roar.

Hua Long trembled and was about to cry. How can this be solved? Is it possible that you have to bow to Su Mo and admit defeat? But even if you are willing, is Su Mo willing? You must know that it is not him Hualong who is competing, but you Li Zhaoxian.

It's really going to kill people.

A person next to him suddenly hesitated and said, "This, Uncle Zhen, could this be deliberately scribbled by the Su family?" Although we people dare not say that we are talented, our vision will never be below anyone. Isn't it strange that no one can recognize this picture?"

Hua Long's eyes lit up, like a drowning man suddenly grabbed a straw, nodded yes again and again, and echoed: "Yes, yes, that's it." This must be a trick of the Su family, what he painted is not a painting at all, it is completely scribbling to mislead us. This is cheating! Shameless cheating! Uncle Zhen, Uncle Zhen, you must expose him, report him, and make him discredited! Let him lose his reputation and never turn over! Yes, never turn over and trample him to death!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his eyes staring at Su Mo in front of him, and under the resentment, all his faces became hideous.

Today, he was beaten and humiliated, and now he is still despised and persecuted by Li Zhaoxian, all of which are caused by this Su Mo. He didn't dare to hate Li Zhaoxian, so he blamed all the sins on Su Mo's head. Right now, I can't wait to tear Su Mosheng apart.

It's just that he only cared about venting his resentment, but he didn't notice Li Zhaoxian's face at all, as his words became more and more ugly, and in the end, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Do you have a lot of feces in your head?" A cold voice squeezed out from between Li Zhaoxian's teeth, making Hua Long shiver and shiver, and in an instant it was like a basin of cold water poured down.

"How...... What's wrong?" he asked pitifully as he looked at Li Zhaoxian's frosty face.

Li Zhaoxian stared at him like a poisonous snake, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter? You are stupid, you are willing to be embarrassed, don't drag me to wait." Although I am not sure what the painting painted by Su Mo is, anyone who has a brain can feel a majestic artistic conception and mysterious atmosphere from it, such a painting will be graffiti? Are you a pig?"

Hua Long suddenly woke up, and then turned back to take a closer look, and his face immediately looked like ashes.

Although it is still some distance away, under the gaze, you can still feel an indescribable momentum rushing towards you. Looking at the painting, he had an indescribable strange feeling, as if he had suddenly become smaller, very small, like a speck of dust.

He was small, and after looking at the painting, he seemed to be out of this world, and was in a kind of vast expanse out of thin air. There is no boundary, no time, no direction, not even a sense of oneself.

Yes, how could this be graffiti? How could any graffiti produce such a feeling? He couldn't help but turn his head and glared at the person who had spoken before. The man's neck shrunk and he hid behind the man with a brow on his face.

Hua Long was angry, but suddenly an extreme fear suddenly rose in his heart. It occurred to him that why this Sumo was able to paint such a picture? Is it really just an imagination? But how can it be so realistic?

Unless, unless he had seen it with his own eyes. Only when you have really seen this kind of picture with your own eyes can you achieve the terrifying effect that can capture people's hearts as soon as the painting is born.

And this kind of scene in the painting...... This sight......

He thought of that possibility, and for a moment he couldn't help but tremble, and his legs seemed to have suddenly lost their bones, and they were about to go down.

Li Zhaoxian looked at his wretched face, became more and more annoyed in his heart, grabbed him, gritted his teeth, and said: "Bastard! You just want to fall and wait until this matter is over! Don't you still think that I am not embarrassed enough?"

Hua Long's face was pale, his eyes were full of terrified fear, and he slowly turned his head to look at Li Zhaoxian, and his voice seemed to float from nine heavens away: "Uncle Zhen, he has seen it, he must have seen it." ”

Li Zhaoxian frowned and was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted, and his face changed wildly in an instant. He looked up violently, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

Just as all kinds of chaotic thoughts were surging in his mind, Su Mo, who was bending over there, suddenly straightened up at this moment, Huo Ran turned his head and smiled at him.

Li Zhaoxian's hand trembled, poof! Hua Long, who had lost his pull, was already paralyzed on the spot.

Everyone in the audience didn't know why, they were all slightly stunned, and then they laughed in a low voice. pointed and poked at a few people on the stage, and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

Li Zhaoxian didn't have time to pay attention to these at the moment, and his heart was now full of panic. I was not only panicked about the situation I was about to face, but also shocked by Hualong's prompt just now.

He is really talented, at least more talented than Hualong. But it is precisely because of this that his knowledge is wider than Hua Long's, and the fear that comes with it is also deeper.

As he said just now, although he was not sure what Su Mo was drawing, he vaguely guessed that it might be some mysterious and unknown celestial phenomenon.

Celestial phenomena, is that something that ordinary people can see? And this Su Mo can actually do it with a stroke of a pen, he ...... Who is he, and what will be the consequences of fighting him?

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and it wasn't until this moment that he suddenly remembered what his father said to him after he came back from the court a few days ago: That Su Mo is not simple, don't provoke him again!

When he heard this, although he was submissive on his lips, he was still angry in his heart, and vowed that as long as he had the opportunity, he would definitely trample Su Mo under his feet.

If it is said that his treatment of Su Mo at the beginning was due to Wang Yu, but at that moment, he had completely degenerated into jealousy and shame. It is precisely for this reason that this time he sneaked out of the capital and came to Wuqing.

But at this moment, all that jealousy and resentment was replaced by speculative fear. He finally deeply understood the meaning of his father's words at that time.

However, at this point, what else could he do? Can he retreat? Will Su Moken let him retreat?

Yes, Su Mo really didn't want to let him go. With regard to the enemy, Su Mo has only one principle, that is, there is no principle! He will use all means and disregard any bottom line to completely defeat or even eliminate him.

Therefore, when Li Zhaoxian was lost and depressed, Su Mo spoke with a smile: "Li Gongzi, as you wish, the next clumsy work is completed, so please ask Li Gongzi to correct it." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stepped aside.

Li Zhaoxian couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously moved to the past step by step.

In just a few steps, at this moment he walked like a snail crawling, wishing that he would never be able to walk.

The thoughts and fears that had been in my head before I finally arrived at the easel turned into despair.

This despair was so intense that it was so strong that it completely exceeded the limit, and it suddenly turned into a kind of madness.

Since there is no way to retreat, since I must die, then I will bite off a piece of your flesh before I die!

His blood-red eyes were bloody, and his gaze only turned slightly on the painting, then he turned his head to look at Su Mo, gritted his teeth and said, "This game, you win." Let's go on!"

The voice was low and deep, like the neighing of a broken bellows. Except for Su Mo, who was close at hand, no one could hear clearly.

Li Zhao threw down this sentence first, turned around and left. When he arrived at Hualong's side, he stretched out his hand and dragged him, half-supported and half-dragged, and walked away.

Mao Ji announced before that he would rest for half an hour after this game. Half an hour later, the next one would be played, so there was no need for him to stay here.

Su Mo looked at his departing figure in amazement, and didn't react for a while. Of course, he knew that he would definitely win this game, but Li Zhaoxian's simple acceptance of defeat was indeed beyond his expectations.

Everyone in the audience was also stunned, and only after half a sound did they buzz and discuss. But in just a moment, when most of the people realized the source of Li Zhaoxian's defeat and went to look at the painting, the whole venue was silent for a moment, followed by a series of inhales.